Jaguar XJR Review

Posted on 23. May, 2005 by in Auto News

The Jaguar XJR is an iconic car. Do not wait. I mean, it is an ironic car: a car with a huge gap between expectation and reality. For example, features a leather-lined British luxury sedan class literally stink. The XJR smells like … nothing. They expect to treat the torchbearer for Jaguar Performance heritage corners with cat-like reflexes. It does not work. And yet, the XJR perfectly embodies the Jaguar credo of "speed and grace." Frankly, the XJR is both more and less than it seems.

On the more pleasant side, the XJR disappoint expected dodgy electrics, rust panels and faulty mechanics. While JD Power Initial Quality Survey is more about the customer satisfaction as the build quality, the brand rise to the second place slot is an appropriate reflection of the XJR reliability. No part of the sports sedan seemed predisposed to rot, break, fall off or fail. It's a thoroughly modern engine.

Also on the other side of the XJR is a Hell of a fast car. Give these 390 supercharged horses and a Pro XJR expenses after a straight with monumental quickness and runs and runs. While there are a few cars of this bulk, which can apply a sub-5 second sprint to 60 not many have the XJR push the enormous gear. With 399ft.-lbs. Of torque at 3500rpm, you can turn to three digits with double neck snap easily. The supercharger whines like a detuned strimmer, but the tone soon forms a neurological way to your adrenal glands.

The British luxofighter trips on the company thoughtfully called CATS (Computer Active Technology Suspension). The system adjusts the XJR the shock absorber to adjust the speed of the vehicle and the road conditions. The car is still floats like a butterfly and stings like a butterfly. If only Jaguar chassis guru had mounted the suspension computer to the gear-holding sport button fixed things so by 20% or. Unfortunately surprisingly Jag Top cat is a comfort-heavy machine that is slightly nervous by a combination of fracture surfaces and lateral G.

If it's comfort, it is comforting. Given the amount of leg and head room in the outgoing XJR (somewhere between slim and none), the new for-'03 model spacious accommodations are a real bonus. The XJR still feels a bit cramped compared to, say, all the competition, but the extra space adds mightily to the fast Jag the sense of occasion. It's something to go wonderfully decadent, as elegant in a tailored stench, loose fitting car.

Yes, well, the XJR also loose fitting into areas where it should be tight. In fact, a close examination shows the XJR a shocking lack of attention to detail, especially for a car that costs $ 83k. They can fit a whole magazine in the gaps on both sides of the hood. The plastic cover of the radiator is both poor and poorly secured. Ditto the carpet lining the trunk lid. The carpets are a sad feet (when wearing) departure from plush fabric Wilton yesteryear. The felt material along the roof and around the cup holders and the plastic topping the dash, also err on the side of the industry.

I could go on. So I will. The texture and design of the key (some nicked from the Euro-spec Ford Mondeo) is down market, it was enough for a parking valet feels like an act of treason. Although intuitive, the touch-screen display is more dated than Colin Farrell. The gauges are po-faced. The driver's door will not open without a fight. Etc.

To be fair, for every sybaritic distraction, there is an equal and opposite joy. The stereo is great. The seats are available in the Press on driving, but mileage supportive friendly for the long haul. The headlights are brighter than an Oxford scholar. And so on. But we are looking forward to a car that talk some $ 10k more than a fully loaded, anal retentive Lexus LS, or the same as the equally rapid, built immaculate Mercedes E55 AMG Station Wagon costs. Not put too fine a point on it, you'd be perfectly within your rights to expect more of the finest Jag.

I think buyers contact the XJR, the English "eccentric" because the auto-approval. There is no denying that she is a stunner, blessed with a curvaceous design that easily lives up to unassailable artistic Jaguar founder Sir William Lyons' legacy. Although I'm not as anglophile, I know there are many Pistonheads ready to provide a premium for the English snob value. So the question for potential XJR-lovers comes this: Are you prepared to perfection for supersonic speed and abandon aristocratic attitude? If so, the XJR irony to think as nothing more than an arched eyebrow on the face of a beautiful woman. Hold on, is not that a metaphor?